Sometimes it seems like only the deciduous trees really get to party when spring arrives, so I thought the Doug Firs and their ilk deserved a poem for Most Overlooked Spring Celebrants.
Evergreens Celebrate Spring
Wind stirs in the firs
convincing them
to let go the husks they wear
into the air - .
Released
the brown wrappers twirl away
unveiling
fir tree tips
like fingernails
painted punk green
and dangling casually
for everyone to admire.
(A contrast to the stately green
conservative color,
worn for everyday,
year-round display.)
Seized with fellowship
I lacquer my nails:
Extreme Green.
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